When love and it's meaning,
Make love to stale air,
The words become freezing,
The world becomes a nightmare,
So much for feeling and so much for pain,
Turn your eyes skyward and thirst for me again,
The promise of a quenching,
Went over my head,
The comfort of listening to the words that you said,
You said this was the ending to the questions in my head,
I won't fail you or forget,
I see you crawling on shallow desert sand,
The mouth of a bone dry human that just don't understand,
For if you could taste me,
And if you could see,
The quenching is able to make you thirst for...

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